Avail N30 Lyrics

N30 Lyrics



to steal without lifting a finger it's quietly kept the real terrorist by way
of the west one by one, one hundred thousand starved, their eyes glazed stare
westward see something want it-put a figure on it abandoned for triple the
profit longer for less imperialist by way of the west, one by one, one thousand
jobs lost greed so profound crimes of gold deep want for everything exactly what
does wealth bring a class filled with resent one wrench can break the machine
stripped clean and torn down tired of kneeling the tide is rising now fed these
lies so long the mind craves to believe them one by one, one blantan muth king
controls pawn deep want for everything exactly what does wealth bring? a class
filled with resent one wrench can break the machine output could slow down
tired of kneeling the tide is rising now remember who works the land gloves on
hands it seems they have been forgotten from jaurez and through the panhandle
it takes one wrench to leave you crippled